In the Board room he could hear the droning
of voices.
"And that Dick Prescott is out there, sitting at a reporter's
table, ready to take in all that happens," muttered Phin savagely.
"Won't he enjoy himself, though?"
At last it seemed to Phin as though a hush fell over those in
the next room. But it was only that voices had been much lowered.
Then a door opened, the clerk looking in and calling:
"Mr. Drayne, will you come before the Board now?"
Phin passed into the larger apartment. Seated in one chair was
Dr. Thornton; in another chair Mr. Morton. And Dick Prescott
was there, but gathering up his writing materials as though about
to go.
The chairman waited in silence until Prescott had passed out of
the Board room. After the clerk had closed the door the chairman
announced:
"The Board is now in executive session. Dr. Thornton, we will
listen to the matter which we understand you wish to bring before
us for consideration."
Composedly Dr. Thornton stepped to the edge of the table, standing
there, resting his left hand on the table as he began to speak.
In simple words, without any visible emotion, the High School
principal stated what he understood of the receipt of copies of
the football signal code by the captains of rival football elevens.
Next Mr. Morton took the stand, so to speak, and went much more
into detail. He told what the reader already knows, producing
several of the copies returned by the honorable captains of other
school teams.
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